Get Over It

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I[D] turn on the tube and what do I see

A whole lotta people cryin' 'Don't blame me'

They point their crooked little fingers at everybody else

Spend all their time feelin' sorry for themselves

V[G]ictim of this, victim of that

Y[A]our momma's too thin; your daddy's too fat

G[D]et over it

G[F]et over it

A[G]ll this whinin' and cryin' and pitchin' a fit

G[D]et over it, get over it

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Y[D]ou say you haven't been the same since you had your little crash

But you might feel better if they gave you some cash

The more I think about it,  Old Billy was right
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Let's kill all the lawyers-- kill 'em tonight

Y[G]ou don't want to work;  you want to live like a king

B[A]ut the big, bad world doesn't owe you a thing

G[D]et over it

G[F]et over it

I[G]f you don't want to play, then you might as well split

G[D]et over it, get over it

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I[D]t's like going to a confession every time I hear you speak

Y[C]ou're makin' the most of your losin' streak

S[A]ome call it sick, but I call it weak     [A]

                   (get over it, page 2 )

Y[D]ou drag it around like a ball and chain

You wallow in the guilt; you wallow in the pain

You wave it like a flag, you wear it like a crown

Got your mind in the gutter, bringin' everybody down

B[F]itch about the present and blame it on the past.

I[G]'d like to find your inner child and kick its little ass  .. yeh, yeh, yeh

G[D]et over it

G[F]et over it

A[G]ll this bitchin' and moanin' and pitchin' a fit

G[D]et over it, get over it

G[D]et over it

G[F]et over it

I[G]ts gotta stop sometimes, so why don't you quit

G[D]et over it, get over it  (pause)  (come back guitar first, all 1/2 later)

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Played with Barre A style chords
[D] 5t[E]h 1[A] 1 [D]1 1[G] 1 [B]1  [E]
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       |  | 3 3 3 x <-- mute the high E string
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I [D]turn on the tube
What do I see
A whole lotta people
Cryin' Don't blame me;They point their
Crooked little fingers
At everybody else
Spend all of their time
Feeling Sorry for themselves
[G]Victim of this
Victim of that

Your [A]momma's too thin and
Your daddy's too fat!

Get [D]over it (Hit a 10th fret D on the E string)

Get [F]over it (Hit a 10th fret D on the E string)

All this [G]whinin', cryin'
Pitchin' a fit

Get [D]over it  (Hit a 10th fret D on the E string)
Get over it!

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You said you [D]haven't been the same
Since you had your little crash
But you might feel better
If they gave you some cash
The more I think about it
Old Billy was right
Let's kill all the lawyers
Kill 'em tonight!

[G]Don't wanna work
You want to live like a king

But the [A]big bad world
Doesn't owe you a thing

Get [D]over it

Get [F]over it

If you [G]don't want to play
Then you might as well split

Get [D]over it
Get over it

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Hook

It's like [C]goin' to confession

Every time I hear you [D]speak

You're [G]makin' the most
Of your losin' streak

[A]Some call it sick
I call it weak
Yeah, Yeah Yeah!

You're [D]draggin' around
Like a ball and chain
You wallow in the guilt
You wallow in the pain
You wave it like a flag
You wear it like a crown
Got your mind in the gutter
Bringin' everybody down

You [G]bitch about the present
Blame it on the past

I'd like to [A]find you in a child
And kick it's little ass!

Get [D]over it

Get [F]over it

All this [G]bitchin' and moanin'
And pitchin' a fit

Get [D]over it
Get over it

Get over it

Get [F]over it

It's [G]gotta stop sometime
So why don't you quit

Get [D]over it
Get over it.

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